Artista: Planes Mistaken For Stars
  Canción: Sicilian Smile

it's come to this and i can't come up to you
flip the tables and through the windows let the bottles break
and the blood hit the lawn,
because i'm not able to walk the line between your wherever and your fucking whens
(I CAN SMELL THE SIN ON YOU)
I'll spill guts to gnaw and slide so sister sleep tight
and since you don't need me you can say i was never here.